Notorious Mountain

[PooleeAdams 1]

I've heard talk from one of my fellow poolees during a pool function about a infamous mountain known as Mount M-F-er. A mountain so steep you can march up it, reach out and touch the deck in front of you. Is there such a bastard mountain?

[SGTBrentG]

Based upon your posted ship date I am guessing that you will be able to answer this question by this time next year. But if you must know before then.....hehehehehehe!!!!!

[PooleeAdams 1]

That's nice to know...sorta. But thanx for the answer Sgt.
Just a ?, is that act actually possible?

[Messenger]

The mountain in question and another named “Alpha One” are both situated on Camp Pendleton between camp Horno and camp San Onefrey (spelling?) or between 1st Marine Regiment and School of Infantry. They are both a pain and if you spend any time in 1st or 5th Marines you will know them very well. From the top you have an incredible view of the Pacific Ocean and one good thing about the top is its all down hill from there LOL!

and yes in parts you can reach out and touch it.

Simper Fi

[SlingerDun]

You could scramble up Mutha on your all fours and it "might" be more foregiving than humping it 1/2 erect (like tail holding a mule) except theres nothing to grab but hard packed soil. The accessible roots and brush have been pulled out by wind sucking recruits and Marines clawing for hand holds and a recruit would probably get chewed out for it anyway, once the D.I. got his lungs back. Theres a certain slope gradient in nature that makes it brutal to walk upright yet not practical to crawl, Mt. Mutha fits into this category by design. Yeah its a tough booger you just gotta dog it out.

Theres more hills myself and others have mentioned on the Marine Inspirational Stories forum: "Whats The Toughest Summit"

--->Dave

[Quinbo]

Anyone been up 7 steps in the PI?

[immaproshooter]

7 steps?

[immaproshooter]

what is it?...maybe it goes by another name these days?

[Quinbo]

PI as in the Philipene Islands .... 7 steps could make the devil himself break down in tears.

Mount Mutha is between Onefre and Meteo and is reached after hiking 7 miles up biitch ridge. It is so steep that if are keeping pace you are looking at the man in front you his soles of his boots when he takes a step. There is a road around the backside because there is no way in hell a jeep or humvee could possibly make it up it. I have heard that now boots are humping Iron Mike and no longer hump mount mutha. That is probably where the earlier reference to horno came in.

[immaproshooter]

ahh...well then in that case...wrong PI...lol...that'd be why i was confused

[Messenger]

Humping in the Philippines had many challenges. Training in the actual jungle areas were particularly brutal at times with the heat and humidity. I remember seeing clear sky’s one minute then soon after it would rain very hard for then an hour latter it would be clear sky’s again. In places you could spend most of the day just going a few hundred feet because the jungle was so thick.

The monkeys were the assassins of the jungle. I despise monkeys still today. Those discussing little critters would wait in ambush for unsuspecting Marines to fall in to their trap. Once in the kill zone they would start throwing the stuff they stockpiled in the trees and when they ran out of sticks and rocks to throw at you they would start throwing their poop at you and be screaming the whole time.

There was a bat cave of tremendous proportions not far from Olongapoe (spelling?). Near nightfall if you were close enough to see them, they would all come shooting out at the same time. These are not your normal mice with wings, these were huge and they would blacken the sky’s near tat area. You never wanted to get too closet to that cave because the stench would take your breath away.

The jungles were full of other nasty insects and critters. While trying to sleep on the ground at night you would feel all kinds of things crawling over you. One night I woke up to quite a scuffle, apparently during the night someone felt someone reaching into their pack. They thought it was another Marine going for a candy bar they had stashed away. Reaching back to startle the would be candynapper the Marine felt a big hairy arm. He did indeed startle the candynapper but it wasn’t another Marine. It was a big monkey and the fight was on.

On more then one occasion a wild boar would tree a platoon of Marines. Wild boars are nothing you want to mess with in the jungle. The problem of climbing a tree is that the snakes would be in the trees as well. The Bamboo Viper is one snake in particular you didn’t want to see. It is what they call a three step snake, meaning that if you were to be bitten by it you would only be able to take three steps before you would collapse and then die soon after without very fast medical attention.

There was always a chance that you could run in to a rebel force while patrolling in the jungle as well. At the time I believe they were called the NPA for the new peoples army. They would make a conscious effort to avoid US troops but it was always a possibility. One night while in a local village we saw a NPA patrol moving on the other side of that village. They disappeared very quickly but It was a very tense moment at the time and I could hardly enjoy the beer and lumpia (like an egg roll) I had at the time LOL!

You never wanted to cross any stream or river because they were all full of very nasty parasites and other things. If you found yourself in the water for any reason you had to undergo many shots because of it.

You would thing I was crazy but all of that was worth it for the few days of liberty we would get after training in the PI (Philippines). When in port in Subic Bay we would head out in to the town of Olongapoe (spelling?).

Olongapoe was a shoestring town and the main street was masssisi drive (spelling?) which was about one mile long and was nothing but bars on both sides of the street. A night out on the town was really cheep and I mean REALLY CHEEP! Masssisi Drive was like an old west gold rush town in that it never closed down while ships were in port.

Sometime ago I heard we no longer use that port and that is truly sad. No doubt a lot of Marines came back from the PI with more then they bargained for but it is truly a crying shame that Marines today can not experience the PI that we once knew so well. There was something special about being able to walk out to town and get a haircut, massage, boot or shoe shine and eat and drink all you wanted all night long for under twenty bucks not to mention other fringe benefits (as politically correct as I can put it LOL).

I am sorry that I rambled on so long but it is hard to stop when your reminiscing about the good ole days LOL.

Simper Fi

[Covey_Rider]

When I went through MCT out there we humped the "microwave." I'm assuming that it's the same as iron mike. The ankle breaker sucked too...although not as big, it was steep as hell...your knees would hit the dirt in front of you as you stepped up.

And to answer the original question...yes that mountain exists. As soon as you arrive at Area 52 you'll notice it.

[davecerami275]

Mount Mother F(cker--- Class of 1984

[davblay]

Class Of 1969!

[SlingerDun]

The monkeys were the assassins of the jungle. I despise monkeys still today. Those discussing little critters would wait in ambush for unsuspecting Marines to fall in to their trap. Once in the kill zone they would start throwing the stuff they stockpiled in the trees and when they ran out of sticks and rocks to throw at you they would start throwing their poop at you and be screaming the whole time.

No surprise Pinoy's skewered them on a stick. It was a cheap delicacy as i recall about 1 dollar for 2 or 3 strips with hot sauce. It takes alot to plug a hole but its quite succulent, similar to bacon.